Why the fuck these niggas hating on me

Step in designer, got K's on my feet

I walk around with the K imma tweak

(Wock) Off of the drank I get geeked

Told Isaiah he got keys to the streets

Bro send the pack, yeah I'm killing the beats

He wanted smoke so I'm killing the beef

Yeah that's your hoe, but she feeling my meat

I told these niggas my flow is elite

Niggas my sons, they get whooped with Alyx

Yeah, I whip out my belt then

For the gwuala, turn to Sheldon

I put two in his back, Raymond Felton

If my brother locked up, pay that bail then

Yeah, pack came in where the mailman

Yeah, oppositions give 'em hell man

Call up ROP, my Dobermans

These niggas slimey, wearing cobra skin

Rap niggas move like hoes and shit

Put the stick in my girl bag, we toting shit

Nigga hating he ain't reach his goals

Niggas talk shit 'till I meet yo hoe

I got that bitch singing Figaro

Stand on my money I'm fee fi fo

Gold chain look like piss

If I want some diamonds then I call lil Chris

Call up Ayerp, nigga he don't miss

Niggas sipping green, not no actavis

All I see is green bringing all them chips in

Spending that money, nigga so addicting

My wrist presidential, call me Nixon

Pink 30 fucking up my vision

Yeah, I see red and blue I'm dipping

I'm racing, I'm zooming

I'm pacing, I'm thooming

Yeah, they fucking with me yeah the movement

Yeah, I'm fucking on her for amusement

Yeah, I fuck up a bag I abuse it

Yeah, these niggas can't fuck with my music

Yeah, like fuck all that talking let's do it yeah

Like fuck all that talking let's do it yeah

Why the fuck these niggas hating on me

Step in designer, got K's on my feet

I walk around with the K imma tweak

(Wock) Off of the drank I get geeked

Told Isaiah he got keys to the streets

Bro send the pack, yeah I'm killing the beats

He wanted smoke so I'm killing the beef

Yeah that's your hoe, but she feeling my meat

I told these niggas my flow is elite

Niggas my sons, they get whooped with Alyx

Yeah, I whip out my belt then

For the gwuala, turn to Sheldon

I put two in his back, Raymond Felton

If my brother locked up, pay that bail then

Yeah, pack came in where the mailman

Yeah, oppositions give 'em hell man